Deranged Diary

Death will hail
With words of dusk prevail
Not the like's of vulgure snails
Running up the death brail
Blind dead and lost
Yuppies learning the cost
New as the Oldiest
Puppies in the bloodiest
Suicide overun
Death over a ton
Homocide without a gun
Picking and choosing where we run
It's not the fate
Or the rape of a date
It's the life you love to hate
And the utter death you appreciate